Chapter 175: Locking the Body, We Pretend to Lie in Wait—Shatter the Shackles, Soar as a Rainbow Piercing the Sun

Feng Dishai was unusual; his appearance left Yulou silent.

Yulou remembered his own past, when he first entered the Cultivation World and faced a similar scene—Gao Jian had publicly whipped a cultivator to death, and the Xian Alliance ignored it—yet grew angry because blood had splattered onto his clothes.

He had simply assumed that was the limit of the Xian Alliance's envoys.

Only now did he understand that the power of the Xian Alliance's envoys was so immense.

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After all, she was tasked with guarding Taotie; bulk purchases of food would inevitably draw suspicion.

"I suddenly find him somewhat admirable, but unfortunately I already have Jinjiao and Yinjiao," Laojun chuckled.

It was as if the mayor of Huanghun City cheating was perfectly natural, while the opposition from Bai Xue City and Riburuo seemed embarrassingly out of place.

"No need—just get close enough, assume a posture of mutual gaze. Of course, the closer the better; if you actually kiss, I won't object." The photographer smiled.

"Xiu, are you really sure this idiot is fit to inherit the Upper God's divine core?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Tang Nanzhi with utter despair, having thought his time training on the Storm Continent had improved him—but now he seemed even more foolish than before.

Han Shenyan didn't mind; he logged into his fan forum. He had planned to tell his fans that morning that he'd opened his Weibo, but the "hidden camera" had interrupted him.

"Wei Feng, how could you possibly have shaved both Zhongshun Wang and Li Xuelan bald?" Yue Yunfei grinned wide, exposing his throat.

"Do you know what place this is?" Yandi's face was grim; Tianmo were never good things.

"If I'd known this method existed earlier, we wouldn't have starved all those years," Wen Ziyu said.

Qin Ming's body moved like the wind—invisible and intangible—as he appeared beside Duoluo before the man could steady himself, his hand like a palm-leaf fan suddenly descending.

In truth, Lang Ma was never Kangba's vanguard; his mission was merely to tie down the bulk of Rui Na's front-line forces.

At this moment, he didn't even need to turn on the power unit—the rising column of hot air directly inflated the canopy, as if he were riding a hot-air balloon.

And then there was that mortal vessel—the clever Ye Jinghong—who had somehow already entered his heart, yet immortals could not marry mortals, or else they would be stripped of their immortal status and face severe punishment.

"Mo Mo doesn't mind, but after her initial fear passed, she actually felt excited!?" When did you discover the body?

So, no matter what, he must devote himself fully to crafting the fourth-rank immortal array. For him, this was also a good thing—the process of forging immortal arrays was cultivation; though comprehending the Dao principles wouldn't directly raise his realm, the accumulated principles within his cave-heaven would, over time, inevitably promote his advancement.

Yi Chengfeng clearly knew who he meant; he smiled faintly and said nothing. Liu Feng, though unaware, also didn't ask—his most urgent thought now was to find allies to teach Qin Ming and Mu Han a lesson, to vent his resentment.

Sitting alone at the only intact wooden table in the now-ruined, shattered main hall of the inn, after the earlier battle, was the cold-faced Hamada Ryoko.

Though he said that, Wei Qingting himself had little confidence—after all, Ye Kaicheng's demeanor had shown no sign of anger; rather, as Zhu Zi had said, the two seemed to know each other.

"Thank you. No matter how this desert journey turns out, I owe you thanks." To Xia Yu, Shirley Yang extended her hand again.

"Hehe, good, good! Everyone, give a round of applause for Xiang Wan's cooperation!" The math teacher led the applause.